Series Title/AU: My Baby Brother is the Strongest Character
<<read the synopsis and content warnings first>>
Featuring: Jichang Kwak
Trigger Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, rough sex, slapping, oral sex (female on male), use of a sex toy, masturbation, mild exhibitionism, breeding kink, degrading names used on Reader, bratty Reader, horny Reader XD
Author's Note: Fuck the Kims (except for Jake and Minseon), let's focus on this beautiful specimen~ it took a few months but I finally decided he was worthy of the harem
You've always known that time moved weirdly within Lookism compared to your original reality. Or maybe how the people perceived time was whacky.
Daniel Park, the big one, was missing and yet no one—not Zoe or Zack—has brought it up. When you asked the teachers, they acted like he was out sick for a few days instead of months.
And Little Daniel lost weight in what, weeks?
You rest your elbows on your desk. You were forgetting something important.
You could chalk this up to your typical memory issues, but to be honest, so much crap happened in this comic that you forgot most of it before your death.
You racked the inside of your head for the truth.
"Mm…" Think! This was one of your students. "…"
"Ah, whatever."
You gave up.
Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.
"Let's not think about it. I'm sure he's fine—he is the protagonist," you reassured yourself as you grabbed your wallet and headed downstairs.
You didn't like eating in the canteen with the rest of the staff and the students, so you were going to buy some strawberry milk and come back to the infirmary in a jiffy.
That was the plan, but…
"Unnie!"
You gave her a polite nod but before you could walk away, she was suddenly in front of you.
"It's rare to see you here, Miss Nurse!"
"That's on purpose. I'm just here to—"
"Come on, I'll treat you to lunch."
"You don't have to—h-hey!"
Zoe hooked your arms together and dragged you to her table, where Mira and Joy were eating. For some reason, Zack and Jay were seated with the Burn Knuckles' and Duke.
"Unnie, you're glowing today," Joy, Jay's little sister, complimented.
"Thanks, um, I need to—"
Someone put down a tray of food in front of you. It was Yui Kim. "It's our treat, so dig in, Miss Angel!"
"Don't call me that—"
Mira pushed a carton towards you. "Here's your strawberry milk, unnie."
"…okay, what's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"Zack is looking over here with tearful eyes. I know you guys eat together so what's the deal?"
The girls aside from Mira exchanged glances, then they leaned towards you. "Unnie, please teach us!"
"Huh?"
"How can we be more popular with guys?"
Right.
You chuckled and picked up your spoon. "This again, huh? We've had this talk separately and dozens of times. Crushes and boyfriends are okay, but you should really be focusing on your studies right now. Did you think ganging up on me will get you a different answer?"
They flinched, looking like puppies left in the rain.
"I don't understand why you girls keep coming to me for tips, I'm not a celebrity or anything, I'm not popular." Not with worthwhile men.
They exchanged doubtful looks.
Yui spoke up, "I-it's just that…"
"Just that what?"
"Well, please don't be offended but… we have seen you with plenty of guys, and—I'm not insinuating anything! We're not calling you a slu—"
Zoe covered her mouth. "What she means to say, unnie, is that we know how charming you are and only a dummy would be blind to your beauty! Right, girls!?"
The rest bobbed their heads.
Ugh.
"First of all, you can't go around thinking that two people of the opposite sex are in a romantic relationship simply because you've seen them together. Secondly, even if I were—hypothetically—in a more-than-friendly relationship with these men, you can't go around gossiping or judging me. That goes for anyone else. You could really ruin someone's life, is that clear?"
They nodded nervously. "Yes!" "Yup!" "Understood, ma'am!"
You sighed.
"We're sorry, unnie," Mira piped in, cheeks flushed with shame, "we didn't mean it to sound like we were judging you."
"It's okay." You shouldn't be too hard on them, and you would be an idiot to expect teenagers to be wise about their life choices. "But… fine, I shouldn't be saying, but I'll share my experience with you."
"Really?"
"I don't know if it would make you popular or anything, but from personal experience, the men I've been with preferred women who knew themselves. These guys are vastly different from each other, with different preferences, but they all liked me because I didn't go for them hoping to complete myself. I have a life outside of my relationships and most importantly—" you pointed a spoon at them "—when I'm with a man, it's because I like him, not because I want him to like me, got that? Don't ever lower yourself to make someone like you back. If a man expects you to change or degrade yourself to be worthy of his attention then he is someone you should be running away from.
"I don't expect you to be satisfied with my answer, but stuff like changing your hairstyle or the way you talk is no solid solution either—hey, are you listening?"
The three were on their phones.
"Don't worry, Miss Angel, we totally understand!"
"We're sharing your knowledge in the group chat right now."
You shrugged and started eating your free jjimdak[1] and rice.
From the corner, Mira watched you.
"…yes, Mira? Is there something you want to ask me?"
"Oh, um, it's nothing, please keep eating."
"All right."
"…"
"…"
You put down the spoon. "Just spit it out."
"!!!"
"I can tell that you have something on your mind."
The other three looked at her, curious, surprising Mira. After several seconds of intense staring from her friends, she capitulated.
"You don't have to answer, unnie, but I was just wondering… have you… ever been in a serious relationship before?"
Huh. Well that's a first.
Mira was too shy and polite to ask about your personal life.
You smiled. "Geez, is that all?"
"You don't have to answer—"
"I have one." In this world, you had a relationship that could've been more. "Someone I thought I could love."
Jichang Kwak's cock slapped against your cheek. You kissed its side gingerly as you maneuvered backward until your lips met the tip. Smiling, you gave it a peck, then a kitten lick.
Your man grumbled. You looked up and found him glaring at you behind his glasses. His displeased expression sent electricity through you.
"I'm sorry," you said with a giggle.
Staring back at him, you stuck out your tongue and gently guided his head into your mouth.
Without warning, his rough hand grabbed your head. His entire length went inside you, the tip hit the back of your throat as tears welled up in your eyes.
"You're such a tease," Jichang groaned.
You began to move, feeling him stiffen inside you.
He whispered your name, his fingers moved to the top of your skull, petting it sweetly as he struggled to keep looking at you.
You ached to be touched, but instead of satisfying that need, one hand touched his thigh—his muscles straining under you—and the other groped his scrotum, eliciting a grunt from your lover.
You pulled back with a loud, wet pop before peppering his balls with fleeting kisses.
His gentle fingers left your hair and clenched over the sofa cushions.
He's so cute.
You continued sucking him. The normally calm and composed Jichang Kwak's sounds echoed in this hotel suite. Every trembling pant, every suppressed whimper set fire to your loins.
"S-slow down…" he muttered, throwing an arm over his pink face.
His weak plea only spurred you on. You rubbed his shaft, now completely hard, as you took his balls in your mouth.
He drew in a sharp breath, "You little—!"
Your ministrations intensified, urging him to let go.
Against his better judgment and glanced down.
You were focused on his pleasure, your lipstick smudged from making out with his manhood. Then, feeling his gaze, your lashes fluttered and you raised your head, flashing him with those temptress eyes.
You gave him a taunting smile and Jichang threw his head back—
The hotness inside him unraveled all at once.
Jichang cursed. His entire body jerked as strings of white squirted from his tip and onto your face and dripped down to your chest and staining the champagne-colored negligee he bought for you.
His musky scent permeated the air.
"My, that's a lot more than usual," you said, standing up. "Anyway, I made you cum in less than five minutes. Guess I win again—"
The world swung as you were tossed onto the sofa.
Jichang hovered above you.
"You're not angry, are you, baby?" you teased, taking his glasses off him. "You just looked so stressed, I wanted to help you relax as soon as possible."
He slapped your face.
The sound of his hand hitting your skin hung in the air.
For a moment, you were quiet, and then, as you relished the heat and the pain, you pressed your tongue against the cheek—and smiled. "Is that it?"
He smacked your hands, sending his glasses flying across the room.
You two stared at each other in silence before you grabbed his face and pulled him in for a kiss. Your teeth grazed each other. Rough. Sloppy. Desperate. Nothing like the usual Jichang Kwak.
"Hurry," you panted, "put it in."
"Always so damn impatient," he scolded, but he was already sitting up, your ankle in hand.
He sneered when he saw the pink egg vibrator inside you, its cord and remote hidden inside your stocking.
"I knew something was off when you didn't start touching yourself earlier, you little cheater." He yanked the vibrator by the cord.
You gasped and wiggled at the sudden emptiness.
Jichang dropped the still-vibrating egg on the floor, drenching the carpet with your juices.
"I heard the buzzing the moment I picked you up for dinner, you slut. How did it feel to get off surrounded by complete strangers?"
He shoved two long fingers inside you.
You cried out—
"You were pretty mouthy a minute ago, what happened? Hm?"
He curled his fingers, playing with your special spot.
Your back arched.
"Come on, sweetheart, answer me."
"I-I'm sorry, okay? Just—just—ahn!"
"I can't hear you, bee."
"I-I'm sorry f-for pissing you off, Jichang, I—ah—I'll be good I promise so please—please, baby—" you clenched around him "—put your cock inside me."
"That's my girl." He slung your calf over his shoulder and rammed his cock inside you.
Your eyes rolled back.
"F-fuck, how is a little whore like you still so tight?" As he pistoned in and out of you like a man possessed. "You're squeezing me."
You couldn't retort even if you wanted to. Drool leaked from the corner of your lips, your tongue lolled out as short, shallow breaths escaped you.
"I'm so close—fuck…"
Jichang put a hand over your stomach. "I can tell you're close, too. You're clenching down harder on me, it's like you never wanna let go. Do you want me to finish inside?"
You didn't answer. You couldn't answer.
"Hey." He bent over and squeezed your cheeks with one hand. "If you don't answer I'm really going to finish inside you."
With glazed eyes, you could only pant in response.
He gritted his teeth and dropped your leg from his shoulder. "Fine. I'm gonna put a baby in you, then you'll really be mine."
As if finally hearing him, your expression changed.
Jichang's jaw twitched as you gave him a half-hearted cry, "Oh, no~ Please don't finish inside me."
Your face was twisted into a deranged smile that only knew pleasure.
You locked your legs behind him.
"Oh, please, no—" you "cried" out "—I might really get pregnant."
Jichang smirked and groped your thighs. "You're one crazy bitch."
***
You awoke to pungent smoke.
You rolled to your side and found Jichang Kwak with a cigarette.
"I thought we agreed that you wouldn't smoke when I'm with you," you said, pulling the duvet to your chest as you shimmied up the headboard, touching your bare shoulder with his.
"I'm sorry, bee," he breathed before putting it out on the nightstand. "I've had a lot on my mind lately."
He offered you a bottled water, which you accepted gratefully.
You took a few sips before giving it back. "Spill."
Instead of answering, he cupped your face.
"I'm okay," you reassured him.
"It's going to bruise."
"That's the point."
He narrowed his eyes.
"If it were a real problem I would've yelled 'cucumber.'"[2] You rubbed his wrist. "Trust me, this is nothing, especially compared to the other stuff guys have done to me."
He tensed briefly before letting go. "I called the front desk, the ice will be here soon."
"Appreciate it." You pulled your knees to your chest. "So, what's been giving you trouble?"
"It's not what but who; my brothers are being a nuisance." He finished the rest of the water before tossing the bottle in the trash bin.
"They're not hurt, are they?"
He smiled. "No."
"Jail?"
"Not yet."
You laughed. "Good."
Jichang was silent for a moment. "Actually, they've been pestering me to introduce you."
You sighed at the memory. "Anyway, I can't tell you the sordid details, but he was handsome, smart, funny and reliable." He was also rich and was your perfect match in bed.
All four girls listened, their eyes sparkling.
"And then?"
"Did he cheat on you?"
"Did you find out he was already married?"
"Geez, your imagination is something else."
You then realized that you haven't heard any background noise since you started this "counseling" session.
You turned around and saw that everybody else—students, teachers and even the lunchladies—was looking at you. The principal was somehow sitting right beside you now. "Go on, why did you break up?"
"…No comment."
"Aw, pooh."
"I'll sue you for harassment."
"You're so mean, Miss Angel!"
"Not you too!"
***
Somewhere in Chungcheong, Jichang Kwak sat by the rice paddy, lighting a cigarette.
"I thought you quit a long time ago." Bakgu Noh, his benefactor, strolled in with his arms crossed behind his back.[3]
"I suddenly had the urge."
"You don't have to explain anything to me. Boss Gapryong was a big fan of pipes and cigars, too."
Jichang forbade even his own brothers from smoking near him so this was his first hit in years. The bittersweet, familiar burn in his lungs brought back a distant memory:
"If you're gonna participate in self-mutilation, kindly do it when I'm not within smelling range."
"That looks fancy," said Mr. Noh.
Jichang stopped his daydreaming. "Pardon?"
The older gentleman gestured at his metal lighter.
"Oh. This. I guess? It was a gift."
"Can I see it?"
"Of course, sir."
Mr. Noh examined the lighter and then read the inscription, "'When you die from lung cancer, I want this back. XOXO—'"
The man chuckled as he returned the lighter.
"Hilarious, right?" Jichang wryly mumbled.
"So," Mr. Noh's eyes twinkled as he asked, "who is she?"
"Huh?"
"I swear, you brats must think I fell off the turnip truck yesterday. I know that face—and that smile? Some woman from the city has you wrapped around her pinky finger."
"It's that obvious, huh…"
Mr. Noh sat next to him on the bench. "Well, I did spend a lot of time with Boss Gapryong Kim. That man—"
"—loved his ladies'? I mean no disrespect, sir, but my relationship with this woman isn't that shallow."
Mr. Noh paused. Then a lightbulb went on in his head. "Oh, right! I forgot that your generation doesn't know."
"Doesn't know what?"
"It's true that the boss became…wilder with the fairer sex as he got older, but he wasn't always like that. If anything, it was the opposite: that man devoted his body and soul to one woman." [4]
"What?"
Mr. Noh gazed at the clouds. "You know, he didn't used to smoke? And he wasn't a big drinker, either. He hit on a lot of girls, but that was just an act. Everyone who was close to him knew that he was just doing it to make her jealous—not that it worked, haha."
"Sir, didn't Gapryong Kim cheat on his wife a lot?" No one was surprised when rumors of his illegitimate children popped up.
But Mr. Noh shook his head. "I'm not talking about his wife."
"!?"
"I don't know the details regarding Boss' marriage to Ms. Minseon Kang, but she's not the one who has his heart."
"Who…"
"Boss Kim gave his everything to one woman, and when she died, she took half of him with her. He was never the same after that." Mr. Noh pointed at the lighter in Jichang's hand. "I told you that he didn't smoke or drink much before, right? One night, he got so drunk that he confessed something to me—
'Noona stopped showing up in my dreams long ago, she doesn't even show up in my nightmares anymore… But… sometimes, when I feel like I'm going to die from all the booze or when the stench of my pipe gets too strong, I can hear her voice telling me to knock it off. If I—if I sleep with more girls, do you think she'll finally show up and scold me for cheating on her? Maybe she'll even slap me for disgracing Minseon—Oh! I hope she slaps me. She loves Minseon and she would have loved Jake… She'll definitely… definitely hate me… I miss her, Bakgu… I miss her so much… '"
Jichang was speechless.
"I can't help but wonder, maybe he was happy to finally die? If only so he could be by her side."
"Mr. Noh…"
"Haha, sorry for the rambling. You do that once you get old."
"Not at all. I never realized the truth."
"Well, it's not like the truth changed much. He did cheat on Ms. Minseon, his legal wife, and neglected the young master. Still, despite his flaws, he didn't deserve to go the way he did."[5]
"Of course, sir. I'm just surprised that I've never heard of this before. For such an influential woman to disappear from history is…"
"It's not like we tried to cover it up on purpose. No one intended to erase her relationship with the boss, but we were all afraid, you see."
"Afraid of what?"
"I told you, when she died, a big piece of him died with her. We were afraid he would try to join her so we refrained from even mentioning her name. Ms. Minseon isn't the type to emote and she would shut down whenever noonim was brought up. Even Reporter Kim refused to write an article about the legendary Gapryong Kim's first love, out of respect for her fallen friend."
"I see." That's a lot to unpack. "It's still hard to believe, for him to change completely because of a woman…"
"You say that now but you make the same face he used to make, you know?" Mr. Noh rose to his feet. "Be careful."
"I'm not going to change or kill myself because of some woman."
"I meant be careful not to have regrets. Take it from an old man, life is short and cruel. You might die tomorrow without ever patching things up with the lady who has you sneaking a cig after all these years."
[1] Jjimdak. Korean. Braised chicken and vegetables in a sweet and salty sauce.
[2] Cucumber is Jichang Kwak and Noona's safeword.
[3] Bakgu Noh. He's from the Pre-Generation and was Gapryong Kim's driver.
During the Holidays arc (Ch. 434 - 442), it's revealed that he moved to Chungcheong, where he and Jichang Kwak tried to find and release evidence regarding Gapryong Kim's murder.
[4] Once again, here is a link explaining the timelines and Noona's reincarnations.
[5] Bakgu Noh refers to Minseon with "Ms." instead of "Mrs." because she hates being reminded she was married to Gap (in this AU, there's a reason for their marriage, and it ain't romantic love) and everyone, including Minseon, knows that the real Mrs. Gapryong Kim is Pre-Gen!Noona
🫵 a/n: DO NOT ask me whether Noona and Jichang got together before or after Mexico or where in the plot are we or what's gonna happen next, because I don't even know anymore.
We had sex with Jichang Kwak, that's the takeaway here. Stay focused. Oh, and the Gap stuff too, I guess lol.
"Hello, Miss Minseon." Gapryong took off his fedora and glanced up the stairs. "Is she…?"
"She's going through it. Don't say anything stupid to upset her."
"Thank you for the advice. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to talk to my wife." Gapryong started for the stairs. "Bakgu Noh will drive you home."
Minseon slipped into her coat. "Gapryong."
"Yes?"
"…after we got back from the hospital, a letter arrived from Japan."
The temperature dropped.
Minseon hesitated. "Your son was born two days ago—"
Crrrraaack.
Minseon flinched.
The handrail underneath Gapryong's fingers had splintered.
There was a pause as he took a deep breath and then looked back at her with a smile. "You must be mistaken, Miss Minseon. My wife hasn't given birth to any children so how can I have a son?"
He faced the stairs again, smile slipping. "Thank you for taking care of noona, but you should go."
"Noona?" He knocked on the bedroom door before stepping inside. "I'm home."
He walked over to your curled up figure. You were dressed in the maternity clothes Minseon bought for you months ago.
"Minseon said you haven't left this room since you guys came back."
You didn't say anything. Your eyes stay fixated on the empty crib next to your side of the bed. Baekho and Gapryong spent hours trying to put it together.
"It's okay, noona. Remember what the doctor said? It's going to take a while but it's not impossible. We just need to wait a little more." He tucked a stray hair behind your ear. "You haven't eaten anything since this morning, have you? I'll cook you anything you want. Anything, as long as it's gukbap," he joked.
You stared at the crib. It was filled with stuffed toys from all your friends. There was a baby monkey from Yeonwoo Kim, a tiger from Tom Lee, an elephant from Eunha Lee, and a chicken from the Parks.
"Noona, please don't be upset. It'll happen when it happens."
When you finally talk, your voice comes out hoarse. "Maybe this is karma. This is my punishment for being a Yamazaki."
"Don't say that."
"This is the fourth baby I lost—"
"That we lost." He knelt down on the floor so he could rest his face on your pillow. "Stop putting the blame on yourself."
"Your uterus isn't the one that keeps killing our babies."
"Stop." One rough hand gently cupped your cheek. "Stop bullying the woman I love. She's the wisest person I know and she knows very well that pregnancies can be tricky."
"What if I never give birth?" you whispered.
"Noona…"
"Will you throw me away?"
He surrounded you with his arms. "Don't ever say that."
"I'm tired, Gapryong. When will we have our family?"
"We're already a family, remember? Even if we don't have babies—even though we will—then it will be just as it always has: you and me against the world."
You shut your eyes.
"You're tired—and hungry. Come on." He wrapped your blanket around you before scooping you up. "Let's go, I'm starving."
"You haven't eaten dinner yet?"
"Of course not. You know my day isn't complete unless we eat dinner together."
You leaned into his chest. "Gapryong…"
"Hm?"
"Will you really be okay if I never have babies? Because—"
He squeezed you closer. "Noona, I already told you, didn't I?"
His children, his legacy—none of those things mattered if he didn't have you in his life.
"You're my family. You're stuck with me until the very end."
You and Jake were best of friends. He was the big brother anyone could ever asked for. Playful, protective and caring. You cherished him for that, you never want to leave his side. Hell, you wanna be like him, strong and brave.
Little you were too stupid to understand the lack of paternal figure in your life. Because there is no need for that when you already have Jake who protects you from your curiosity over your father's deadbeat behavior. You never questioned it.
Until one day, your brother left without any explanation.
When Jake is no longer here to answer the questions for you, he ended up leaving more of them and had you pondered non-stop with the same sentence over and over again.
Where did oppa go?
Is oppa okay?
Is oppa alone?
Will oppa come back?
Is oppa ever coming back?
You never get any of them answered until now. Until you've grown into a young woman and still living under your mother's roof. She's now who your considered best friend. She's not Jake but she's the only person you have and now care about enough to stay.
You stopped asking her those questions, seemingly got tired of them so you kept your mouth shut.
Rumours spread fast. Your curiosity never left you. So you started snooping and eavesdrop in conversations, either involve you or not. Anything that may give away Jake's well-being.
Only then you find out that he had turned into a gangster. You asked yourself why. Was life so bad? He has everything, you and mom. What is he fighting for? What isn't enough?
"Mom." You stood by the living room, facing the floor. "Is it true? That Jake..."
"Don't waste your time thinking about your brother." Minseon gently cut you off and that's when you raised your head to face her. But she avoided your eyes, casually wiping the window.
"But..." Your hands gripped on the fabric of your attire. You want to know. You want to know so bad. Did he misses you? Did he ever think of coming home just to see you?
"Come, help me with this." As usual, your mother changed the topic to distract you. You have learned to accept that she's doing whatever she can to protect you. If not then, she just hates you bringing up whatever topic that may reminded her of the father you never met.
.
It's been years. You lost count. You continue to live your life normally. Make friends and study. You pushed away your past and got spend time most with your mother.
"C'mon, open it." You encouraged. Watching Minseon examined the velvet box and give you a weird look with a cocked brow before opening the it to reveal a jade bracelet.
She blinked then glanced at you skeptically, "Where did you get this?"
You rolled your eyes, "Why does it matter? Wear it! Here." You carefully put on the jewelry around her wrist. The gem caught the light as it shines flawlessly.
Minseon drop her wrist onto her lap and gave you a half scowling look "Don't mess with me. Where did you get it?"
You pouted, "I bought it of course."
"With what money?"
"I joined a business."
"At this age?"
"Stop underestimate me, mommy."
"Tch, I'm not. I'm just asking if you're stealing for a living by any chance."
You gently pushed her side, "Mom! How could you! I'm working hard for us, you know?"
Your mother who hardly react to your playful push let out a scoff, "I know, I know. I'm just asking. ...Or you have a secret boyfriend?"
"Omma!"
"Just wondering."
Life is perfect. Just you and mom.
.
"Like father like son. I guess blood really is fucking thinker than water." Minseon uttered, pouring tea into the cup while sitting across from Jake.
"Why are you so mad today?" He looked down at the drink before raising his head back.
"...How is (Name)?"
"Why don't you ask her that yourself?" She replied, glancing behind him. Jake followed her gaze, turning his head with widened eyes where you stood by the entrance.
Your froze. As shocked as him and neither of you moves.
He's here. Here here.
This is the first time you've seen Jake in forever. So much has changed. He's now taller, older. Are those scars on his face? Seems like the rumours are true. He really is a gangster.
Jake slowly gets up on his feet without breaking eye contact with you.
"...(Name)."
When your name escaped his mouth, you broke out of your trance. You shot him a glare before turned your back on him and abort your objective to go inside the house. Your foot stomp angrily onto the ground, your pace fastened as you hear Jake quickly chased after you.
"Wait! (Name)!"
You ignored him as you marched aimlessly into the neighborhood.
"(Name)! Please." Luckily his legs are longer as he effortlessly catches up to you and grabbed you by your wrist. Your swiftly avert his touch as if it burns.
"Don't touch me!"
He grumbled. "Where you even going?? Let's go back. It's dangerous."
You scoffed, "Oh right. And you aren't?"
"What are you talking about? You don't remember your own big brother?"
You stopped in your tracks but refuses to face him. Your arms crossed over your chest. "Brother? Hah! I have no brother. My brother left me years ago."
Guilt washes over him at your recollection. He couldn't deny the truth. He did on his own account so he didn't have to be like his father. It's almost funny how it quickly backfired. How can he escape his destiny anyway? Like mom said, blood thicker than water.
"Listen, I..." Jake exhaled heavily. "I can explain. Just give me a chance. I know we wasted a lot of years being apart. I have my reasons and I promised you. You have every right to hate me for it."
Your face flickered slightly, nearly exposed your vulnerability before you catch yourself.
That being said, the curiously never left you. Now that he's here, why not hear him out? What's the worst that could happen?
"Hmph." You turned back towards where home is without sparing him a glance. Jake's shoulders slumped but he took your reluctance as a good sign before follows you from behind.
Back at your mother's house, Jake and you stood by her garden as he explained himself A to Z. And throughout this process, you haven't showed any single emotions. You just listened without cutting him off.
"And...now I'm here." He finished. "Listen, I don't deserve your forgiveness, I know I messed up big times with you. And I think about it every single day."
"I think about you every single day."
He stopped closer, "You're still my baby sister. Except... you're not a baby anymore." He mustered a tiny smile, "You've grown taller, smarter and prettier."
"...I bet there's many guys that want to court you." He poked.
You brushed your hair off your shoulder sassily, "Sure they do! But they all didn't match up to my standards unfortunately."
"Yeah, I get that. Men sucks."
"That includes you." You snapped over the corner of your eyes.
His lips twitched into a smirk, "That includes me."
"Hmph! You didn't even think to pay a visit!"
"I did! But mom said you weren't home at that time, so." He scratched his neck. "But hey! I'm proud of you. You're studying and have your own legal business I heard! Man, I could never, haha..."
A beat passed.
"So, father..." You started hesitatingly. "He's so much worst than I anticipated."
Jake sighed, shifting his weight to his other leg. "Yeah, well. I learned to embrace his flaws. As much as he did us wrong, he never did to the others."
"Oh please. He prioritized strangers than his own family. And he called it 'romance'. Ugh." You gagged. "What a bunch of baloney."
"It does hurts." He admitted, glancing the green surrounds you. "I'm not here to change your mind about him."
"He was the absolutely worst piece of shit ever." You both said in sync before sharing a short laugh.
"C'mon," He jerked his head towards the house. "Let's go back inside. I still have to talk to mom. I have to ask her something."
Your slowly faced him, hands dropped to your sides. "Is it about him?"
"Yeah." He nodded, his expression turned serious. "You might want to hear this part too. Depends how interesting it'll get."
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"About seven years older than you. Yes, Gapryong Kim have another son."
You and Jake's eyes turned wide, mouth slightly agape at the revelation from your mother.
If you haven't ask whether this could get any worse, now it just did.
Gapryong's son who lives in Mexico and works in a cartel. And Minseon just stopped there. Purposely gatekeeping you both by saying not to get involve. You surely won't. You don't want to. You don't even know what regular criminals are capable of and now she's talking about a literal cartel boss.
Your turned your head to looked at Jake who's still focus on mom, desperate to know more despite her gentle objections.
"If there's good side and evil side in Gapryong, then Jake, you are the good side. And that guy inherited the evil side."
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"Are you...going to be okay?" You forced yourself to mutter once you both are alone once more. You have sworn yourself that you wouldn't show any concern for Jake but after today's event, it's hard not to. Because deep down you still love him. He's your brother after all.
"Don't worry about it." He shot you a grin. You frowned, "That's not very convincing. What if you get hurt?"
He tugged the stray hair behind your ear, "It won't be my first. And it won't be my last." You clasped your hand onto him before he could pull away. You missed this warmth. This assuring and protective warmth of his. You missed him. You missed your playtime together, you missed having dinner together, you missed just talking to him.
The thoughts makes your chest tightened and your eyes begins to water.
Jake's face fell, "Hey, hey..." He cupped your face. "It's okay. I'm here now. Don't cry. Hit me, if that makes you feel better."
You want to. You want to hit him and continue to yell at him but you already went pass that. You already got what you wanted. You got your answers and there's nothing more to ask for. Except his presence.
"It's not fair." You sniffled.
"I know it's not." He rested his forehead against yours. "I'm the asshole that broke your trust and I'm being an asshole for asking you to trust me again. It's so not fucking fair."
"Promise me you'll come home." You looked at him, desperate for affirmation that he will grant you this one wish.
"I promise." He said without a single doubting. "In one piece." He added. "And if you're free, I'll take you to see Big Deal. They would adore you."
He pulled you into a firm yet loving embrace. Your first hug in years. You immediately returned it, clinging onto him like he might disappear as you both stayed like that.
After some time he gave you a final squeeze before letting you go reluctantly. He squeeze your shoulders, patting them then dropping his hands awkwardly.
"I should go now. Take care of mom for me."
You nodded, "That's what I've been doing."
He grin, "I know you do." He pat your head before walking towards the open gate.
He turned one last time and wave at you while he walked sideways.
You wave back even while wearing that sad face of yours and mouthed,
"See you... oppa."
Jake paused. His face tightened as he forced a smile. Slowly he disappeared from the neighborhood.
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Back at Big Deal.
"Jake! What happened?! Who hurt you?" Jerry exclaimed, watching Jake blowing his nose into another tissue. His tears continue to stream down as he sobs.
Isn't it weird how we're all taking the Rei and Gapryong situation a little too lightly just because he was smiling?
You know there's this thing called toxic masculinity, we've all heard of it. I can't help but see it reflected here. Men are expected to be these insatiable sex-driven beings, and here Rei is doing something that's supposed to be enjoyable for Gapryong. But can we not see that he was poisoned?
What makes it even more tragic is the implication that, if Gapryong believed he could be brought down through poison he'd see himself as incapable of protecting his country. That's heartbreaking.
I'm sorry, but his smile isn't consent. And to the people saying it ain't that deep yeah, thanks. Male sexual violence is always dismissed as not that deep, right? Men are just supposed to enjoy sex regardless of whether they consented or not?
I don't know what the next chapter will reveal. PTJ might make it seem like Gapryong was actually enjoying it, so I'll reserve final judgment until then. But based on what we've seen so far, the entire setup is deeply disturbing. It reads as an attempt to 🍇 and the way it's being brushed aside because the victim is a man is honestly unsettling.
It also weirdly reminds me of Eli and Heather's situation, and that just makes me even angrier.
Seriously, this isn't gooning material or something to laugh about. It's disturbing 💀
a/n: random ass drabbles of what I think their kids wishlist?? Don't mind how it gets shorter cause I wrote this at 2 in the morning!
Goo's kid: (Daddy's Girl)
- Probs a whole jeep, you know those kids in the mall with their small lil jeep? Yeah that's gonna be her wishlist. Maybe she'll add a cute bike and roller skates cause you know she knows how rich her dad is.
Gun's kid: (Mama's boy)
- Easily a remote control vehicle toy things 😭✌️ like expensive collector type, this kid knows ball 🧚. He'll maybe add in some figurine that are hella expensive too.
Gitae's kid:(Dad's boy)
- hear me out, a doctor set or something medical toys idk gng but it js feels right??? (Probs will treat his parents as patients 🫡)
Jake's kid: (daddy's girl)
- She's very aware of her financial status so I feel like she'll be more on practical things like clothes but i think she'll add cooking sets (Gitae's kid and Jake's kid playing together gon be lit 🙏😻)
Seongji's kid:(Mommy's girl)
- yow I feel like she'll put chocolates like huge amounts of it and generally js sweets, maybe she'll also add cooking sets!
Jichang's kid(mama's boy)
- LEGOS OR ANYTHING VERY PUZZLY ya know like omg I can't 🤸
Jaegyeon's kid:(Mama's girl)
- I can't you not another collector except it's hot wheels and Lego cars or Lego flowers you cannot tell me otherwise 😦
Taesoo's kid:(Daddy's Girl)
- Slime or kinetic sand, I feel like she'll add it cause idk she likes sensory things 🌀
James's kid:(Mama's girl)
- expensive drawing materials/ a drawing tablet. Hear me out it's because of James's creativity in his career as an idol?
Hudson's kid:(Daddy's Girl)
- Stuff toys! (Squish mellows or any miniso stuff toys) !! Like pls I feel she'll love it until her adulthood 👽
Daniel's kid:(Mama's boy)
- a transformer car 🙏 it js feels right da helly??
Jay's kid: (Mama's boy)
- A bike and ofc some bike things like helmets of something???
Eli: (yenna)
- Fairy costume/a new wand, girly js wants to be a fairy 🧚
These are js if ever they're not...you know?: men below
Shintaro: (haruto)
- calligraphy materials idk why but it seems true????
